Upstairs Neighbour - Some Japanese Lyrics

I'm weighing the curve of your breast
To find out how long we have left
Each time I love you feels like setting an alarm
The moonlight finds your ear and tells you all about my dreams
They're mostly about me

I'm picking up some Japanese
Maybe I'll head off overseas
The Arctic passing underneath angels of gasoline

Your nails cut into my chest
You put my hands around your neck
Our naked room empty with light
And something's, frying far away

I'm picking up some Japanese
Maybe I'll head off overseas
The Arctic passing underneath angels of gasoline